Lakewood High School Alumni
Lakewood, Colorado (CO)
Gus Acevedo
Lakewood High School
Class of 1966
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GUS' PROFILE
| First Name | Gus |
| Last Name | Acevedo |
| Graduation Year | Class of 1966 |
| Gender | Male |
| Relationship Status | Married |
| About Me | inner magics Love is an equal exchange of inner magics. A sharing of our formidablenesses. Love is LIKE and FRIENDSHIP pickled in wine. Treasure each other. Be each other's bounty.love...the only thing for which we should barter our souls. gus I love books. I am a poet. I am a man. I would rather hear a woman talk than hear birds sing. I would rather look at a beautiful woman than read a book. Scroll down. TELL ME THIS TO ME Gus Acevedo Tell me this to me so quietly. Tell me this in a whisper such My ear can not hear. Say it only for my soul. Breathe it into me. Compose it new, out of thoughts born As you voice them. Say something nearly unperceivable out of the whole cloth Of thoughts you’ve never have had before this tellling. Invent a new language. Grow a new tongue. Carve out a new shaft in your mind’s mine. Say it so I can’t hear it. Tell it to my soul. Pick away at the crust of my hardened heart. This callus. Break through the stagnant promises . . . The rotted corpses of ideas that could not cross the river … even with pennies for the ferryman in their eyes The ashes of blood and ass-tired words that Have lost their meaning Say it low. Deep. Subterranean Where light can not live Where organisms are blind Where eyes are useless. Tell me this to me. In such a soft breath I must strain To understand it. I have heard the loud thunder of words that never rained After promising so much wheat for bread So many roses and marygolds. The magnolias of indifference. The jasmine of neglect. The blue bonnets of desperation. I have heard them like thunder. I have waited patiently for their echo and it has not rained. Say something you believed before there were words in your head. Before thoughts. Before premonitions. Before consequence. Offer me a fistful of newly created flowers. Make me a God offering of something unexisted. Something I will not recognise for its unexpected Truth. Wordless. Pure scent of being. Aroma of truth. Perhaps a love word invented. Offer it with word softly. Speak it for my soul to hear. Offer it with strong but soft grip like a bouquet of rainforest flowers Desert roadside wildfloers Abandoned road. Neglected graveyard. Rattle them like bones as you tell me softly, “Do not open your eyes.” I must confess… I know I am lying on the ashes of lost desires, But they are soft. Kind to my bones. Enough for me to fall asleep To dream of the posibilty of a near perfect love. There is room enough for you on the mound of a...(read more) |
Class of 1966 Alumni
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Mike Stud
Class of 2005
Bob Wambeke
Class of 1971
Lori Walcher
Class of 1986
Pam Blackwell
Class of 1960
Bobby Caton
Class of 1971
Travis Viles
Class of 2004
David Mossholder
Class of 1974
Jeri Cox
Class of 1977
Shannon Sweeney
Class of 1976
Phil Wade
Class of 1965
Jyron Bones
Class of 2010
Victoria Brandenburg
Class of 1986
Leah Peterson
Class of 2000
Marian Martin
Class of 1972
Tammy Gibbs
Class of 1989
Melissa Knee
Class of 1987
Carisa Fellows
Class of 1988
Ron Dostie
Class of 1987
Recent Class of 1966 Reunions
Plan a Class of 1966 Reunion for Free
LHS ALUMNI GET TOGETHER 2013
Invited Classes: All Classes
Date: Aug 10, 2013
Description: We are doing it again! All LHS ALUMNI classes are invited. It is always so great to re-connect and meet new Alumni. This...(read more)